Chapter 53.
Song for the chapter is Show Goes on By Lancaster and Shout About it By The Vamps. I'm not really sure why these songs, but I was listening to them and it helped me write, love you.
-August-
"You have everything?" I ask Jackson as I walk into his already packed away room. I look around, the walls are wiped clean of all posters and pictures he once had. His bed is stripped of the bedding. Almost all his clothes are cleared from his closet along with his dresser.
The room is completely bare, I feel tears sting my eyes as I look at what was once my big brothers room. Now it's no ones, it's vacant of all occupancy.
The thought of being in this house alone really hits hard. My parents are paying for the house, for me to live in. Although Brittni will probably be over a lot to keep me company, it's never going to be the same.
Don't get me wrong, I'm so proud of my brother, so proud that I could buy him a red Mustang, if I had the money of course.
I turned sixteen less than a month ago and got my own car so I'm able to go to and from school. Along with go grocery shopping or anywhere else my heart desires.
Like I said before, my parents are taking care of the bills and sending money straight to my bank account. A lot of money for that matter. Almost five-thousand dollars a month. It's a little much but I guess since they can't be here to give me proper love they have the money that can. And don't think it will be going unnoticed.
"Yea, I think so," he sighs while running a hand through his hair.
Him going all the way to Seattle hurts really bad. That's halfway across the country, I'm going to miss him so much. But again and again he tells me he'll visit as much as he can.
"That's good," I choke on a sob. I really don't want him to see me cry. It'll make him feel guilty, and I never want him to feel guilty for leaving me, ever. He needs to go live his dream out and find who he is.
"Nikki..." his voice cracks and next thing I know his strong arms are around my waist and his face is buried in my shoulder and hair. I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face into his shoulder as well.
I break down.
I let it all out, all of my tears all my frustrations. After he's gone I have no one. No family left. Yes, Brittni is very close to a sister, but I have no real family.
Ever since prom last year, Colten and I have never seen each other again. Jackson said something about Colten leaving for California a week before now. I heard him talking on the phone. I know, bad Nikki for eavesdropping.
After prom, like Colten and I agreed, we went our separate ways. Of course it hurt that I didn't have him this summer but I'm happy for him. Even though I couldn't eat for a month without throwing up whatever hit the pit of my stomach. I will always love him. It's better this way, now he can have the full college experience without worrying about me. He's free to do whatever he wants. Though it hurts to think of him sleeping with other girls, he's allowed to do that too. He's a free man.
"Ohh..." I hear Brittni's hoarse voice say from the doorway. I then feel her arms wrap around me from behind. The feeling of being loved takes over my senses. It's one of the best feelings in the world. I have three people that love me. They're all I need.
"I'm sorry..." I croak, pulling away from him and wipe my eyes with my hands. When I look up to Jackson his eyes are shining with tears as well.
"Don't be sorry, Nik." his voice cracks again. A lump forms in my throat at seeing my brother cry. I've never seen him cry, not when he broke his wrist when he was five, or when he got his wisdom teeth taken out when he was thirteen, not until now. It hurts to know that I'm making him upset.
"I can't...I'm going to miss you so much," the lump in my throat only grows more. "More than you know."
"Soon enough this will be normal, sure it'll be hard at first but it'll all turn out alright in the end. Brittni will always be by your side, you have people that love you Nikki, you still have a family. You just have to see the light in the situation," he explains and wipes the tears away from my face, giving me a sad smile.
"I love you," I breath out and bury my face in his chest once again. Breathing in his big brother scent I have become so accustomed to.
"I love you more, I'll always be here for you," he says into my hair. We stand like this for a few minutes. Brittni left in the middle from crying.
Her and my brother are still trying to make it work. And I hope for their sake that that is exactly what happens. They belong together, both mentally, emotionally, and physically. They're the perfect example of true love. The way they look at each other is enough to bring tears to one's eyes.
We both head out to the front yard where the bed of his truck is filled with tons of cardboard boxes. I take a deep breath of fresh air, letting the sun kiss my skin.
Brittni is going with Jackson to his new apartment. Jackson didn't want a dorm, firstly it's expensive, and secondly he doesn't like the idea of sharing a small room with another guy. I think they're all excuses just to have Brittni over without anyone interrupting them. Gross, I know.
Jackson promised he will be bringing Brittni back by tomorrow evening for me. They just wanted one last night together.
"Drive safely big bro," I pat his back and he stares at me with sadness.
"I will little sis," he sighs and brings me into one last embrace. We've been doing a lot of hugging the past week, and even more brother sister bonding time the past two months. He wanted to spend as much time with me before he went to Seattle for college. "Love you."
"Love you, too." I break away from the embrace and he kisses me one forehead before getting on his truck.
Brittni comes over and hugs me briefly than looking at me in the eye. "You'll be okay until tomorrow, right?" She asks.
"Brit, my brothers going off to college, he's not dead," I shake my head and she laughs lightly.
"Okay, see you tomorrow, love you." She waves.
"Love you, too." I roll my eyes and watch as Brittni gets in the car. Then slowly but surely watching the back of the truck drive down the street, away from our house.
"Bye big bro," I whisper longingly and turn around, heading into our now empty house.
It'll get better, it will.
I know it.
I just had to add one last chapter to this book. I will be posting something about the sequel this week, so hold your horses.
I wanted to thank you all again for the support you guys had given me throughout the story. It means a lot to me. I'm upset to be ending their adventure, but a new one is arise. Love you all! <3
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